Friday, June 12, 2009

Wrecked #2

Wreck this Journal went with me everywhere. WJ traveled to horseback riding lessons in my red purse, to Bar Harbor in my new spring purse, into the shower with my shampoo, and lay on my kitchen table so I could continue to place fruit stickers inside. It was sort of like having a companion you never talk to. I barely touched it, but WJ is still with me.

"It was sort of like having a companion you never talk to."This companion-feeling, Ive got that too.(Thought about giving my journal a name.)I like carring it around and inventing further ideas to make it my own non-sense-art-space.Wonderful experience!Greetings from Germany!